Chapter 10: Infuriatingly right. (Natalie Scatorccio x Fem!Reader)

(Sorry late, math and french homework. And idiotic human female hormones giving me my goddamn period 🙄)

(Listening to Superbad Mantra by J4WNY on repeat while writing 😩😩✌️)

(Also, the generator must love Natalie to get her 3x, but same bestie 🚪💕)

Natalie had a talent.

Was it smarts? Debatable.

Prettines maybe? Fuckable. (and hot, and sexy, and mama mia 🤌)

But the one that stood out had to be hand made, specifically chosen for her.

Annoying the absoloute living shit out of you.

Seriously, she could do it from anywhere, at anytime.

You could be lying on your deathbed and she'd dab on you. (She totally would dab unironically)

You quickly shook your head, snapping back to the game.

Natalie held the ball, dribbling with her feet and avoiding the opponents.

She got quite far until they had her surrounded.

You were free and it was an easy choice to make, right?

Since all the defenders were guarding Natalie (like idiots), you were wide open and ready to shoot.

An almost guaranteed goal.

You have no idea why Natalie made the choice.

Instead of passing it to you, she shot it. Resulting in the opponents gaining the ball and conceding a goal through your net.

"Natalie, why in the actual fuck would you do that?!" You angrily stormed up to her.

"Shut up, brat. You would've missed anyway." She spat back.

"Even if i did, i could've gotten the ball back! You confused our defense, you made them freeze due to your stupid selfishness!"

"Annoying."

"Rat."

"Druggie."

"Pussy."

"Cock."

"Balls."

"Dick."

"Fuck off." Heh, she ran out of words to say.

(Flashback, THEY WERE YOUNG HERE. AIGHT!?)

"Hey, Natalieeee!"

"Yess?"

"I'm gonna marry you when i grow up."

"As if, hmph!" She blushed, pouting.

"Yes i will!" You almost yelled.

"No you're not!" The brown haired girl replied, averting her gaze.

"Fine, promise. If i remember when we're 17, you marry me."

"Challenge accepted, loser!" She giggled.

(Flashback over.)

"Ugh, what a liar..." She mumbled, slapping herself.

(Natalie's P.O.V. cause idk what to write.)

Why am i still hung up on a promise from childhood? Ughh..

Idiot me. I should've accepted while i could.

Now she probably doesn't even remember that day, stupid-stupid Natalie!

Why the fuck is she so pretty?!

What the hell was i thinking during the match!? Why didn't i pass it to her?!

Right. I just didn't wanna see her smile. Would get my heart pumping and distract me from the game.

Was i really that petty over some cute little memory from 12 years ago or something?!

I'll make it up. Discreetly.

(Back to your P.O.V. babe.)

You still hate how you find her attractive though.

Thank whoever created bleach cause it turned the oven up 10x hotter.

(Timeskip, next day, in class.)

'Goddd..' You internally facepalmed seeing the teacher walk in.

"Okay, class. I want all of you to group up in 2 for a project."

'Group for 2? Yes!' You smiled.

"I see how excited you guys are, but i'll be choosing your partners for it."

"FuCk OfF!" You heard someone yell.

"cOmE oN!" Another person.

"LeT US grOuP, YOu cRaZy LadY!" More yelling.

"Get back to your seats everyone!" She shouted. "I'll call your name and your partner's name together.

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"Hey? Hello? Miss Y/Ln!" Your teacher spoke, snapping her fingers.

"Oh, uhm, yes?"

"You and NaTaLiE Scatorccio are partners for this assignment.

"Hm? Okay. Great." You rolled your eyes.

"Mhm." You looked at Natalie who was glaring at you.

You glared back at her.

(After school.)

You grabbed your bag, staying inside the class a bit longer to avoid the crazy and rushing hallways full of insolent kids and adolescents running, not caring about anything.

Checking your phone, you realize that you have practice today.

Oh, right. That's why your bag felt heavy, cause you got it ready at morning.

You sprung your bag over your shoulder, walking to the field.

(Random intermission so i can ramble about my day. So, rn it's raining, i drew a bit in class, me and my friends hung out, my girl friend called me hot, i gotta go the café for my shift, i'll prob write there.)

You jogged into the locker room, seeing Natalie there.

"You're early, huh?" You smirked.

"Yeah, so what?" She replied.

"You're probably here to smoke some without getting caught by Jackie, huh?"

"Fuck off."

"You wish." You smiled teasingly.

"Idiot."

"Stupid."

"Dumb."

"Dumbass."

"Dummy."

"Dummie."

"That's what i just said!" She raised her voice, pouting.

"Um, no. Yours ended with a 'y' mine ended with a 'ie'. Get good."

"Just shut up!" She yelled in irritation.

"Oh? So you can look at the photos you sneaked of me in secret? You wish!" You joked.

"Weirdo."

"Freak."

"Ughhh. Can you shut up now?!"

"Why? Is it cause I'm right?" You snarked.

"No, it's cause you're infuriatingly right."

You froze. "What-"

Before you could finish you were already pinned to the door you enterer a few minutes ago.

"Huh, Natalie, what the fuck?"

"I'm just mad at you..!"

"Mad at me for what-"

She cut you off again.

"I'm also mad at myself."

"Okay, you're not cooperating here. I need answers. Not just vague hints."

"When we were little."

"Yes..?"

"You told me that you wanted to marry me.."

"Mhm, where are you going with this..?"

"And i told you no.."

"I remember that, yes."

"Ugh! I'm mad that you didn't stick to your promise, that's why!"

"Natalie. Have you been acting like a bitchier bitch than you were before just because i didn't remember a childhood promise?"

She nodded.

"You idiot.."

"Fuck off." She bit her lip.

"And this time i might, without the off."

"I like you." She whispered in your ear.

"I like you too." You whispered back.

She kissed you. It was much more sensual and slow than what you would've thought Natalie was capable of.

"I love you.." She said against your mouth.

"Of course, i love me too."

She pulled away, a string of saliva connecting your mouths before she wiped it away.

"Jackass." She grinned.

"Aw, wa-wa, baby's crying."

"Keep calling me baby and we'll see what happens." She teased.

"Might as well adjust to the role, you better start calling me mommy then." You taunted right back at her.

(I gotta get ready for my shift so, yuhhh. See you at the café.)